C89 Chapter 89

Qin Yaochen ground his teeth and slammed his fist into the wall, one hand covering his face as he said in a low voice, “This happened because of me… she… hit the mountain…”

The hallway reeked of antiseptic, making everything feel even more tense and suffocating. Qin Yaochen pressed a hand to his head, his mood sinking lower than it ever had